This is a song about "Ms jones"

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics